Fortunately, there were not many people.
At the entrance, the chauffeur had already prepared the car. "Young master Huo, where are you going?" Luo asked as he chased after him.
huo shen threw an xiaowan in and ordered in a deep voice, " "shen yuan,"
every time special assistant luo asked this question, he would get a variety of different answers, but those answers never surprised him. however, when he heard these two words, he was completely stunned.
shen yuan?
there was a tradition in the huo family that every direct descendant would build their own garden as their real home after they grew up. This garden would be named after them, and Shen Yuan was such an existence.
They could own many houses and live in many places, but only the deep garden was like a home.
it was also a place that no one in xuanji could set foot in.